Lavender

Jun 17, 2025 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

The Road Taken

I crossed a crooked creek
a crooked creek I crossed

and there along the other side
was poet, Robert Frost

we found a forkened road
a forkened road we found

we flipped a coin most casually
to choose where we'd be bound

we took the taken road
the taken road we took

and there we saw no difference
no matter where we'd look

I crossed a crooked creek
a crooked creek I crossed

went on my way most gleefully
as so did Robert Frost

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Invented a new word - "forkened" as in, "The road split and became forkened." :)

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Rula

3 months 1 week ago

Hello lady lavender 🪻

I am quite speechless here. I found this form exquisite . I have the feeling that you've invented it yourself, haven't you?

Needn't to say that the inspired title and theme of Frost's"Road not Taken" blew me away as well

You never stop amaze me my dear friend.

Thank you for sharing this one .

Going back for a second read.

Lavender

3 months 1 week ago

After studying Frost's true intent of The Road Not Taken, I thought this would be a nice spin, kind of coming to the same conclusion - both paths were almost identical, and unnecessary overthinking can burden our choices. Thus, casually tossing a coin to determine which road to take, accepting the choice, and going on cheerfully about our way.

Thank you so much for reading, My Friend!

Geezer

3 months 1 week ago

Whoa...

I love this one, especially the made-up word!
That forkened road was a real forken pleasure.
~ Geez.
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Lavender

3 months 1 week ago

Hello, Geezer,

How forken fun it is to make up words! Especially if they fit so well!

Thank you, as always, for reading!

Candlewitch

3 months 1 week ago

Dearest Lady L.

this is reminiscent of Dr. Seuss. I love it. a pleasurable read, for sure!

cherished hugs to you, Candle

Lavender

3 months 1 week ago

Hello, Cat,

I love that you got that feel from this!

Cherished hugs back to you!

Frederick Kesner

3 months 1 week ago

There is this poignant…

There is this poignant release and I daresay those that grew up on Frost could relate to most easily. I am deeply moved: "nothing gold can stay..." Superb, L. sublime!

Lavender

3 months 1 week ago